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| Though light of foot, the pilgrims make like elephants during our six-mile hike to mass at St. Francis' mountain retreat. From left, Florlyn, Angela, Christy, and Ray. |
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| Mary finds the fast way down. |
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| Our last dinner in Assisi. It was wonderful eating dinner while listening to the chimes of the church and the sound of people singing in the streets. |
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| The skies of Assisi
cry; as Fr. Vincent says goodbye. |